17/08/2016, Never judge a sausage by the skin.

On Monday when having lunch,there was a middle aged couple at a table next to mine. Just as I was seated a lady sommelier had opened a bottle of red and poured a bit into a glass. The man sniffed,swirled some in his mouth and declared it very nice indeed. As my booking deal included a classic drinks package,a part of which is wine-by-the-glass up to $11 per serving,I've decided to be liberal with red wine,after all it is one of the best natural keepers of healthy arteries. So I ordered a glass of red.The lovely waitress asked if the same wine the couple had approved would be satisfactory. Of course, I thought,after all a connoisseur had chosen it. To me the wine was no better nor worse than any other I had drunk in the past,I never like the taste,really,but drink it for the health benefits [truly,I do]. There was a sediment at the bottom of the glass. The wine should have been decanted. Neither the connoisseur nor the expert who had poured it knew this. And by the way,the woman talked constantly with her mouth full. She may have been the man's wife but she sure was not a lady.